the solar monk

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I spend my time thinking about all things computing — on most days, you can find me weaving code, pixels, and words to triangulate ideas that fascinate me. Currently, I'm exploring the browser as a tool-for-thinking, building cozy analog software, and chasing computing utopias. By day, I work as a Design Engineer at Leaf. #1 A spacebar for the web Reach out on TWITTER or EMAIL :) Want updates? Drop your email below ↓ October 17, 2022 Piranesi has stayed with me for months. Somewhere at the back of my mind, the tale of a man meandering through an unending labyrinth of vast, waterlogged halls has haunted me.1 He wandered aimlessly through the densely intertwingled network of cavernous halls, each holding mysteries waiting to be unearthed. The solitude of the dense fog was comforting — so many secrets to unravel, so much wisdom to earn. On some days the tides rose, towering waves flooding the halls and tossing him around — his will molded by the whims of forces beyond his control. With

Fig 1. (Untitled) Halls by Piranesi, ca. 1749–50 Piranesi has stayed with me for months. Somewhere at the back of my mind, the tale of a man meandering through an unending labyrinth of vast, waterlogged halls has haunted me. 1 He wandered aimlessly through the densely intertwingled network of cavernous halls, each holding mysteries waiting to be unearthed. The solitude of the dense fog was comforting — so many secrets to unravel, so much wisdom to earn. On some days the tides rose, towering waves flooding the halls and tossing him around — his will molded by the whims of forces beyond his cont

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